Vulgar words in The Works of Aphra Behn - Volume IV (Page 1)

The critics, indeed, were not slow to detect Mrs. Behn's plagiarisms, but the only real opposition was negligible disapproval of a modest clique, who a few years later vainly tried to damn _The Lucky Chance_.

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I've seen an elevated Poet sit, And hear the Audience laugh and clap, yet say, Gad after all, 'tis a damn'd silly Play: He unconcern'd, cries only--Is it so?

_Wit._ Damn the humorous Coxcomb and all his Family, what shall we do?

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_Wit._ Now Foppery assist to make me very ridiculous,--Death, she's very pretty and inviting; what an insensible Dog shall I be counted to refuse the Enjoyment of so fair, so new a Creature, and who is like to be thrown into my Arms too whether I will or not?--but Conscience and my Vows to the fair Mother: No, I will be honest.--Madam,--as Gad shall save me, I'm the Son of a Whore, if you are not the most Belle Person I ever saw, and if I be not damnably in love with you; but a pox take all tedious Courtship, I have a free-born and generous Spirit; and as I hate being confin'd to dull Cringing, Whining, Flattering, and the Devil and all of Foppery, so when I give an Heart, I'm an Infidel, Madam, if I do not love to do't frankly and quickly, that thereby I may oblige the beautiful Receiver of my Vows, Protestations, Passions, and Inclination.

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_Wit._ Death, these Rogues will ruin me--but I have Business, Gentlemen, that-- _Lean._ That must not hinder you from doing Deeds of Charity: we are all come to teeze my Uncle, and you must assist at so good a Work;--come, gad, thou shall make love to my Aunt.--I wou'd he wou'd effectually.

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Sir _Cred._ In troth, and that's pity, sweet Lady; for if you lov'd Hawking, Drinking, and Whoring,--oh, Lord, I mean Hunting; i'faith, there be good Fellows would keep you Company, Madam.

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'Tis a Temptation indeed so between Love and Interest, hang me if ever I saw so simple a Look as you put on when my Mother made love to you.

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No, tell her a fine Story of Love and Liking, gaze on her, kiss her Hands, and sigh, commend her Face and Shape, swear she's the Miracle of the Age for Wit, cry up her Learning, vow you were an Ass not to be sensible of her Perfections all this while; what a Coxcomb, to doat upon the Daughter when such Charms were so visible in the Mother?

_Lod._ Death, what's this?--sure 'tis not Virtue in me,--Pray Heaven it be not Impotence!--Where got I this damn'd Honesty, which I never found my self master of till now!--why shou'd it seize me when I had least need on't?

_Lod._ One that will see thee fairly damn'd, e'er yield his Interest up in _Isabella_--oh thou false Woman!

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_Rog._ A pox of your Babes and Children, they are Men, and Sons of Whores, whom we must bang confoundedly, for not letting honest godly People rest quietly in their Beds at Midnight.

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_Lod._ Damn these Rascals, who e'er they were, that so unluckily redeem'd a Rival from my Fury,--Hah, they are here,--Egad, I'll have one touch more with 'em,--the Dogs are spoiling my design'd Serenade too--have amongst ye.-- [Fights and beats 'em off.]

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why, he'll not believe you, should you swear your Heart out: some body has possess'd him that you are a damn'd Fool, and a most egregious Coward, a Fellow that to save your Life will swear any thing.

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Sir _Cred._ Why, this is the most damn'd _Italian_ Trick I ever heard of; why, this outdoes the famous Poisoner Madam _Brenvilliers_; well, here's no jesting, I perceive that, _Lodwick_.

_Wit._ Look ye, I am a damn'd dull Fellow at Invention, I'll therefore leave you to contrive matters by your selves, whilst I'll go try how kind Fortune will be to me this Morning, and see in what readiness my Bride is.

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Sir _Cred._ Ha, ha, ha, I must have leave to laugh to think how neatly I shall defeat this Son of a Whore of a thunder thumping Hector.

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_Wit._ He were a damn'd dull Lover, that cou'd not guess what she meant by this.

L. _Fan._ Oh, damn him, I know not; if he see thee here after my pretended Illness, he must needs discover why I feign'd.--I have no excuse ready,--this Chamber's unlucky, there's no avoiding him; here--step behind the Bed; perhaps he has only forgot his Psalm-Book and will not stay long.

say no more on't, I'll do't, let me alone for Bantering--But this same damn'd Rival-- _Lod._ He's now watching for you without and means to souse upon you; but trust to me for your security; come away, I have your Habit ready.

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Sir _Pat._ A better, Madam, for he's the leudest Hector in the Town; he has all the Vices of Youth, Whoring, Swearing, Drinking, Damning, Fighting,--and a thousand more, numberless and nameless.

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I shall not stand with you for a Mistress or two; I hate a dull morose unfashionable Blockhead to my Husband; nor shall I be the first example of a suffering Wife, Sir.

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_Lean._ And for the rest, if I get drunk, perhaps I'll give to you: yet in my drink I'm damn'd ill-natur'd too, and may neglect my Duty; perhaps shall be so wicked, to call you cunning, deceitful, jilting, base, and swear you have undone me, swear you have ravish'd from my faithful Heart all that cou'd make it bless'd or happy.

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L. _Fan._ _Wittmore_, I have now brought that design to a happy Conclusion, for which I married this formal Ass; I'll tell thee more anon,--we are observ'd.

I do defy thee, Satan, thou greater Whore than she of _Babylon_; thou Shame, thou Abomination to thy Sex.

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Sir _Pat._ Methinks I find an Inclination to swear,--to curse my self and thee, that I cou'd no better discern thee; nay, I'm so chang'd from what I was, that I think I cou'd even approve of Monarchy and Church-Discipline, I'm so truly convinc'd I have been a Beast and an Ass all my Life.

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Ah, Rot it--'tis a Woman's Comedy, One, who because she lately chanc'd to please us, With her damn'd Stuff, will never cease to teeze us.

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For who but we cou'd your dull Fopperies bear, Your saucy Love, and your brisk Nonsense hear; Indure your worse than womanish Affectation, Which renders you the Nusance of the Nation; Scorn'd even by all the Misses of the Town, A Jest to Vizard Mask, the _Pit-Buffoon_; A Glass by which the admiring Country Fool May learn to dress himself _en Ridicule:_ Both striving who shall most ingenious grow In Leudness, Foppery, Nonsense, Noise and Show.

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Method, and Rule--you only understand; Pursue that way of Fooling, and be damn'd.

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you expect a _Prologue_ to the Play, And you expect it too Petition-way; With _Chapeau bas_ beseeching you t' excuse A damn'd Intrigue of an unpractis'd Muse; Tell you it's Fortune waits upon your Smiles, And when you frown, Lord, how you kill the whiles!

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there's a Party lost; now for the rest, Who swear they'd rather hear a smutty Jest Spoken by _Nokes_ or _Angel_, than a Scene Of the admir'd and well penn'd _Cataline_; Who love the comick Hat, the Jig and Dance, Things that are fitted to their Ignorance: You too are quite undone, for here's no Farce Damn me!

_Lor._ Why, look you, Sir, I had made Love a long time to a Lady; But she shall be nameless, Since she was of a quality not to be gain'd under The aforesaid Sum: well, I brought it, Came pouder'd and perfum'd, and high in expectation.

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_Alb._ I do not like this Fellow's being here, The most notorious Pimp and Rascal in _Italy_; 'Tis a vile shame that such as he should live, Who have the form and sense of Man about them, And in their Action Beast; And that he thrives by too.

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_Ant._ This will not do; No, as thou art my Friend, and lov'st my Honour, Pursue _Clarina_ further; Rally afresh, and charge her with this Present, Disturb her every night with Serenades; Make Love-Songs to her, and then sing them too; Thou hast a Voice enough alone to conquer.

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_Alb._ _Antonio_, if there need an Oath between us-- _Ant._ No, I credit thee; go in, And prithee dress thy Eyes in all their Charms; For this uncertainty disturbs me more, Than if I knew _Clarina_ were a--Whore.

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_Alb._ What you have said, I do confess is true, _Antonio_ beg'd I would make love to you; But, Madam, whilst my heart was unconfin'd, A thousand ways the Treachery I declin'd-- But now, _Clarina_, by my Life I swear, It is my own concern that brings me here: Had he been just to you, I had suppress'd The Flames your Eyes have kindled in my Breast; But his Suspicion rais'd my Passion more, And his Injustice taught me to adore: But 'tis a Passion which you may allow, Since its effects shall never injure you.

--If a Man would not forswear Whoring for the future That is in my condition, I am no true Gentleman.

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_Lor._ I am alive, yes, yes, all's whole and sound, Which is a mercy, I can tell you; This is whoring now: may I turn _Franciscan_, If I could not find in my heart to do penance In Camphire Posset, this Month, for this.

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Indeed, it would seem that the casting was done on purpose perversely and malignly to damn the play.

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Flourish, Countrymen; drink, swear and roar, Let every free-born Subject keep his Whore; And wandring in the Wilderness about, At end of Forty Years not wear her out.

_Ran._ Thou art anything, but what thou shouldst be; prithee, Major, leave off being an old Buffoon, that is, a Lover turn'd ridiculous by Age, consider thy self a mere rouling Tun of _Nantz_,--a walking Chimney, ever smoaking with nasty Mundungus, and then thou hast a Countenance like an old worm-eaten Cheese.

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Here's the young Rogue that drew upon us too, we have Rods in Piss for him, i'faith.

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_Cler._ The Petition of Captain _Thomas Whiff_, sheweth, That whereas _Gilbert Grubb_ calls his Worship's Wife _Ann Whiff_ Whore, and said he would prove it; your Petitioner desires the Worshipful Bench to take it into Consideration, and your Petitioner shall ever pray, _&c._-- Here's two Witnesses have made Affidavit _viva voce_, an't like your Worships.

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_Grub._ Why, an't like your Worship, my Wife invited some Neighbours Wives to drink a Cagg of Syder; now your Worship's Wife, Madam _Whiff_, being there fuddled, would have thrust me out of doors, and bid me go to my old Whore Madam _Whimsey_, meaning your Worship's Wife.

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My Wife called Whore, she's a Jade, and I'll arrest her Husband here--in an Action of Debts.

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_Grub._ I being very angry, said indeed, I would prove her a greater Whore than Madam _Whimsey_.

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_Grub._ Why, an't like your Worships, she has had two Bastards, I'll prove it.

_Ran._ Hah, our four reverend Justices--I hope the Blockheads will not know me--Gentlemen, can you direct me to Lieutenant General _Daring's_ Tents?

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_Ran._ Why, now I tell thee--my damn'd mad Fellow _Daring_, who has my Heart and Soul, loves _Chrisante_, has stolen her, and carried her away to his Tents; she hates him, while I am dying for him.

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_Ran._ Pox on't, no; why should I sigh and whine, and make my self an Ass, and him conceited?

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Dear Creature, I have taken this Habit to free you from an impertinent Lover, and to secure the damn'd Rogue _Daring_ to my self: receive me as sent by Colonel _Surelove_ from _England_ to marry you--favour me--no more-- Yours, _Ranter_.

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_Ran._ I must lay him on-- _Dar._ There's not a Blockhead in the Country that has not-- _Ran._ What-- _Dar._ Been drunk with her.

_Flirt._ An't please you, Sir, Mr. _Dunce_ has long made Love to me, and on promise of Marriage has-- [Simpers.

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In line 32 we have 'Basset' in place of the obsolescent game, 'Beasts' (damn'd Beasts).

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There appears to have been a faction, particularly in evidence at its first performance and on the third day, who were steadfastly resolved to damn the comedy, and in spite of fine acting and every advantage it was hissed from the boards.

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'Tis Prostitution in the leudest manner, without the Satisfaction; the Pleasure of Variety, and the Bait of Profit, may make a lame excuse for Whores, who change their Cullies, and quit their nauseous Fools--No, no, my Brother, when Parents grow arbitrary, 'tis time we look into our Rights and Privileges; therefore, my dear _George_, if e'er thou hope for Happiness in Love, assist my Disobedience.

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_Oliv._ Prithee no more of her--Love spoils a fine Gentleman: Gaming, Whoring and Fighting may qualify a Man for Conversation; but Love perverts all one's Thoughts, and makes us fit Company for none but one's self; for even a Mistress can scarce dispense with a fighting, whining Lover's Company long, though all he says flatters her Pride.

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_Geo._ To plod on here, in a laborious Cheating, all my Youth and Vigour, in hopes of drunken Pleasures when I'm old; or else go with him into _Wales_, and there lead a thoughtless Life, hunt, and drink, and make love to none but Chamber-maids.

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_Prince._ And liv'd thus undiscover'd-- _Geo._ With Ease, still lov'd and courted by the Great, ever play'd high with those durst venture most; and durst make Love where'er my Fancy lik'd: but sometimes running out my Master's Cash, (which was supply'd still by my Father) they sent me, to reform my expensive Life, a Factor, into _France_--still I essay'd to be a plodding Thriver, but found my Parts not form'd for dirty Business.

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damn her, she has broke her Faith, her Vows, and is no longer mine--And thou'rt my Friend.

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At Houses of Pleasure breaks Windows and Doors; Kicks Bullies and Cullies, then lies with their Whores.

Use me no Uses; for if ever you catch me at your damn'd Clubs again, I'll give you my Mother for a Maid: Why, you talk downright Treason.

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bilk a Whore without remorse; break Windows, and not pay for 'em; drink your Bottle without asking Questions; kill your Man without letting him draw; play away your Money without fear of your Spouse, and stop her Mouth by undermining her Nose?

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I had rather be one of your Rakehells: for, look ye, a Man may swear and stare, or so; break Windows, and Drawers Heads, or so; unrig a needy Whore, and yet keep one's Estate: but should I turn Wit, 'twere impossible; for a Wit with an Estate is like a Prisoner among the Cannibals.

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a Wit has no quarrel to Vice in Perfection, but what the Fox had to the Grapes; he can't play away his hundred Pound at sight; his Third Day won't afford it; and therefore he rails at Gamesters; Whores shun him, as much as Noblemen, and for the same cause, Money; those care not to sell their Carcases for a Sonnet, nor these to scatter their Guineas, to be told an old Tale of a Tub, they were so well acquainted with before.

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Why, Sister, this Rogue here--this unintelligible graceless Rascal here, will needs set up for a Rakehell, when there's scarce such a thing in the Nation, above an Ale-draper's Son; and chuses to be aukardly out of fashion, merely for the sake of Tricking and Poverty; and keeps company with the senseless, profane, lazy, idle, noisy, groveling Rascals, purely for the sake of spending his Estate like a notorious Blockhead: But I'll take care he shall not have what I can dispose of--You'll be a Rake-hell, will you?

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Sir _Morg._ Hold, hold, good Uncle; my Cousin has been only drawn in, a little or so, d'ye see, being Heir to a good Estate; and that's what his Club wants, to pay off old Tavern Scores, and buy Utensils for Whores in Fashion.

Sir _Row._ A Rake-hell is a Man that defies Law and good Manners, nay, and good Sense too; hates both Morality and Religion, and that not for any Reason (for he never thinks) but merely because he don't understand 'em: He's the Whore's Protection and Punishment, the Baud's Tool, the Sharper's Bubble, the Vintner's Property, the Drawer's Terror, the Glasier's Benefactor; in short, a roaring, thoughtless, heedless, ridiculous, universal Coxcomb.

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But harkye, Boy _George_, you have cost me a damn'd deal of Money, Sirrah; but you shall marry, and redeem all, _George_.

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Take back the Powers, those Charms she's sworn adorn'd me, since a dull, fat-fac'd, noisy, taudry Blockhead, can serve her turn as well.

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_Mir._ She'd sooner pimp for me, and believe it a part of good Breeding:--away, I hear 'em coming.

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_Wise Coxcombs be damn'd, here's a health to the Man, That since Life is but short, lives as long as he can._ Sir _Morg._ Where is my Lady _Mirtilla_, Rogues?

_Wise Coxcombs be damn'd, here's a Health to the Man, That since Life is but short, lives as long as he can._ [Exeunt.

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_Geo._ Swear, for thou'rt damn'd already, and by what black Degrees I will unfold: When first I saw this gay, this glorious Mischief, though nobly born, 'twas hid in mean Obscurity; the shining Viper lay half dead with Poverty, I took it up, and laid it next my Heart, fed it, and call'd its faded Beauties back.